Outside the Xiao Mansion, a long line of carriages had formed. The carriages coming and going from here were either those of young ladies from noble families or belonged to young masters from noble families, with esteemed identities, and the carriages were also decorated to be extremely luxurious. Some had carriage curtains made of crimson silk dyed with cinnabar, while others used expensive pearls of uniform size as curtains, occasionally inlaid with jade gems of varying sizes.
As Zhang Yi's carriage approached, a faint scent of agarwood wafted into the nostrils. As for the carriages' shafts and bodies, the worst were made of Chinese eaglewood, while most were made of purple sandalwood.
These aristocratic sons have not yet shown their faces, but the momentum alone is enough to shock the world. Like now, Zhang Qi's four daughters are already shocked. The original whispering and laughing voices have all disappeared, replaced only by the sound of horse-drawn carriages advancing in unison.
It wasn't until the horse carriage in front had entered Xiao Fu that a nun finally let out a long sigh.
Zhang Qi's carriage also entered Xiao Fu.
After the carriage stopped, many young masters and ladies appeared in a continuous stream. The common sons of aristocratic families were shocked by their momentum and were very quiet at this time. Those who rode with Zhang Qi even lowered their heads and walked along the side of the road.
Zhang Qi also lowered her head, in the middle of the road, the legitimate children of various aristocratic families, one by one, proudly held their heads high and walked with spirit. With their movements, the sound of "da da da" wooden shoes rose unevenly. The flying wide sleeves and large robes, skirts and Luo clothes, in the midst of peach blossoms all over the ground, exuded a luxurious noble atmosphere.
More and more people from the Shi family came, while Zhang Gui was pushed closer and closer to the side of the road, almost squeezed into the woods.
At this time, a girl said in a low voice: "I want to enter the palace."
This Zhang Xiu, who was in the same courtyard and had the same father as her cousin Zhang Xiu, quietly raised her eyes and looked enviously at the young masters of the aristocratic families coming and going. She said firmly: "I want to enter the palace as a concubine! If I can be favored by the emperor and become the queen, I won't lose to them!"
Her grand words were met with no response from anyone. The other concubines had already lost the courage to even compare themselves to these legitimate sons and daughters.
Being a noble family's son is already like this, let alone the sons of humble families. Zhang Qi looked at each and every one of these elegant and refined young men from noble families, with their impressive demeanor and outstanding talent, and suddenly understood why the parents of the Zhang family would rather have their daughters become concubines to a noble family's son than marry a son from a humble family.
This is a proud and arrogant air, this is a noble air that comes with birth. The passage of time over the centuries has led them to believe that wealth and poverty are all predetermined by heaven. And their bloodline has destined them to be high above from the moment they were born.
This lofty feeling is so wonderful, so deeply rooted. So they would rather marry their daughter to a person of the same noble blood as a concubine than tolerate their own blood flowing out, and cannot bear their own blood mixing with the lowly and filthy descendants of a humble family. Cannot tolerate the descendants of a humble family being mixed with their own noble blood.
They believed it was a desecration of their ancestors and their own noble bloodline!
On the road. More and more legitimate children from various big families are coming, more and more.
Among them, there were also one or two commoner girls who were squeezed to the side of the road and had unparalleled beauty. However, even so, none of the young masters from noble families who passed by looked at them with a straight eye. In front of status and nobility, appearance was truly unimportant.
The day of the banquet at Xiao's garden has finally arrived.
In the garden, the young masters of aristocratic families either sit leaning on balustrades or stand leaning on their servants. Some strum the zither and sing, while others lie drunk among the green grass and peach blossoms. Beside each young master are crowds of slaves and guards.
The garden seems very quiet, these young masters of the aristocratic families are not loud and boisterous, others dare not speak much. Standing in the corner, Zhang Qi looks around here and there, with her experience, she also feels dizzy!
The Wei and Jin dynasties valued beauty, and the children of aristocratic families were born with their fingernails carefully trimmed by specialized servants. Their skin was well-maintained to be smooth and fair. Nowadays, among the aristocracy, whether male or female, it is rare to find someone who does not have a clear and beautiful appearance!
Before long, the concubines who were walking with Zhang Gui dispersed one after another to look for familiar people to talk to. As for Zhang Gui, after admiring for a while, she lowered her head.
She was thinking about whether she should get together with Zhang Jin.
Stay with her, Zhang Qi feared that Zhang Jin would lose control again and forced her to entangle herself with Xiao Mo.
Why don't you stay away from her? If Zhang Jin does something out of line, I'm afraid the mistress will blame it on herself.
No, it will definitely be counted on one's own head.
After some thought, Zhang Qi took a step forward and walked towards the group of Zhang's legitimate daughters.
Before long, she arrived behind Zhang Jin's back.
Zhang Jin sat listlessly on the swing, swaying gently back and forth as he stared blankly ahead. For now, it seemed peaceful.
Zhang Qi let out a breath of relief and sat down quietly on a nearby rock.
Hardly had she sat down when a clear voice came, "Who is Zhang Shi A'gui?"
The voice was not loud, but the high and mighty tone of the aristocratic family made everyone turn their heads.
A young man with a crimson robe, wide sleeves and loose hair walked over, asking the Zhang sisters: "May I ask where is Miss Zhang Ah-qi?"
In a buzzing voice, a Zhang family woman replied: "It turned out to be Xie Shizi Yan. With Lang Jun's nobility, it would have been quicker to send a servant to convey the message, why bother with such courtesy?"
Xie Ziyuan, dressed in crimson brocade, smiled and said with a warm and polite tone: "I've heard that Zhang Gui has great talent, rivaling even my own ancestor, Xie Daoyun. We'd like to meet him."
A loud humming noise erupted.
Zhang Qi heard this and also opened her small mouth.
She had expected that her name would already be well-known by now.
But she didn't expect it would spread so widely that even those arrogant young masters from noble families were shocked.
As Xie Ziyuan's voice fell, a few pairs of eyes turned towards Zhang Qi simultaneously.
Zhang Qi stood up.
Knowing there was a banquet today, she had already washed off some of the medicinal powder on her face while dressing.
In this era of heavy makeup, she only has a reputation for her talent but not her appearance, and that reputation will be forgotten by the world. So, her five features can just be delicate, but her aura must shine on people.
When Xie Ziyuan turned around, Zhang Qi slowly walked out of the forest.
She was wearing only a uniform dress given by the Zhang family to their concubine daughters. This kind of dress, in such an occasion, other concubine daughters would not wear.
Ke Zhang Qi had no clothes to make, so she could only wear what was available.
She simply removed the fabric wrapped around her waist, originally of good quality, and the style was a new trend in Jianye. The robe worn on her body appeared elegant and luxurious, with a hint of spirituality overflowing from outside. Not one bit inferior to others' custom-made robes.
Zhang Jin stared at her with wide eyes, almost for the first time discovering that Zhang Qi had also grown up.
She has become a lovely and charming young lady.
As Zhang Qi slowly walked out, a commotion arose. Several young masters from noble families called out in unison: "A Mo!"
But it was a white dress, extremely simple and elegant from head to toe, and Xiao Mo's demeanor was not inferior to anyone else.
Xiao Mo walked up with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were bright and clear, and from head to toe, there was not a single extravagant thing on him, yet he was extravagant from head to toe. He himself was like jade, with an unadorned yet captivating charm that was most admired among the aristocratic families.
Xiao Mo glanced at Zhang Qi and then withdrew his gaze, walking towards the side of the aristocratic children.
Nor did he know what he said, a burst of laughter floated over.
Zhang Qi's footsteps came to a halt. Xie Ziyuan looked over at her.
This glance made Zhang Qi's footsteps move again.
She walked in front of everyone and slightly bowed. Before she could speak, another young master from a prestigious family looked her up and down and said, "Not bad, not a common person at all."
The presence or absence of elegance implies a distinction between vulgarity and refinement.
Zhang Qi kneeled down and said with a clear voice: "Lang Jun has praised me highly."
"In the meantime, there's music; young lady, please."
Xie Ziyuan didn't waste any words and directly pointed at the musical instrument placed aside.
"Yes."
Xie Ziyuan made such a sudden request to others with great ease and naturalness, and Zhang Qi also responded with equal ease and naturalness.
This requirement is not a superior's arrogant order to an inferior, but a kind of carefree and uninhibited attitude. Since the Wei and Jin dynasties, even if one was an emperor, an ordinary passerby could boldly ask him to show off his best skills. This is the innocence of human nature.
Zhang Qi took a step forward and walked towards one side.
On one side of the low table, there were placed a zither, a hu-qin, a flute, and other objects. Everyone thought Zhang Qi would choose the flute, but instead she picked up the ancient zither.
A low humming noise began to rise.
This young lady, able to play the qin in front of many sons of noble families, without taking up the flute but instead playing the qin, surely her skill on the qin must surpass that of the flute?
Zhang Qi's skill on the guqin is truly exceptional.
The qin has been the instrument of gentlemen since ancient times, representing elegance and refinement as well as nobility.
No matter in past life or now, Zhang Yi has always been an idea, only on this gentleman's music can shock the crowd, it is considered as achievement.
Hengqin sat at the guqin, kneeling on a low stool. Zhang Yi lowered his head, his slender fingers plucking and strumming, a wistful and melodious sound floated out.
This banquet, with many descendants of noble families gathered here, but only a few people are present. Not far away, the sounds of laughter and noise still linger in my ears.
As the sound of the piano flowed out, all around had become increasingly quiet.
Zhang Yi's composition was precisely the "Prelude to a Water Melody" that is currently circulating in every street and alley, which she had recently presented to Your Majesty.
Xiangyang You was originally a collaborative piece between Guqin and Xiao, but this time, Zhang Qi played only the Guqin alone, and yet he managed to bring out the grandeur, elegance, and refinement of the original ensemble.
The zither is the heart's melody; when the heart is free, the zither is free.
Zhang Qi felt uneasy.
But she is different from anyone else, having experienced the world's splendor, the love and desire of tender affection, as well as the hatred and suffering that comes with all thoughts turning to dust.
All these vicissitudes, mixed with her current tender and intense longing for sunshine and spring light, have become a unique voice in her heart, a unique flavor.
Pure sweetness, just sweetness, simple luxury, also just luxury.
Only after tasting the bitter and astringent sweetness, and yearning for the sweet. Only after experiencing the vicissitudes and desperate chaos, seeing the prosperity, and cherishing the prosperity, is it more flavorful.
Now, Zhang Qi's zither sound has this charm.
The sound of the qin was like clouds, advancing steadily and finally gathering into a magnificent rainbow that spanned heaven and earth.
Extremely beautiful, yet also extremely magnificent due to its vicissitudes, a magnificence that the people of Jiankang had never heard of before!
All around was silent, with only the sound of the guqin like the moon.
In the distance, Zhang Xuan stood there in a daze, staring blankly at Zhang Qi. He had thought that yesterday's piece was already the limit of her skills, but now he realized that she had been hiding her true abilities all along, and what she was showing now was her ultimate technique!
Xiao Mo lowered his eyes.
Xie Ziyuan walked to his side and said in a low voice, "Once this song is released, your poor daughter will be known as a talented woman by everyone. Amo, by praising her so highly, are you not worried that your future wife will bully her?"
Xiao Mo's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't smile.
He is not preventing his future wife.
Make her famous in every household, just let Zhang's big madam dare not dispose of Ah Qi at will!
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The second update is here. I'm almost moved by my own diligence, but the pink ticket is still just a little bit? It's extremely difficult to even get into the top 15 of the overall chart.
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